And John wasn't surprised. IT was exactly as he thought it would be. Though as he kept telling himself, this wasn't a death sentence. It was just him, in a her body. That was fine, and the way Kitty was handling it. She was already thinking of plans A through Z. She was truly the best.
There was a small chuckle while her hand fell into Kitty's. "I don't deserve you. At all." Johnette muttered softly. "You are far too good for me."
But home, home was good. There they would be able to hide from the town, and hopefully think of an explination to provide other than he was an idiot and touched a magical crown that turned him into a princess. The one that was on his head in fact. That had yet to shift in the slightest. Touching the crown on her head, it was secured firmly. Well, that was a fashion statement.
"I hope I fit in my clothes. I should, right?" The free hand groped at himself. Kitty wore his t-shirts on occasion, and he wasn't any more busty than her, right? Hell. She was closer to Kitty's height now.